Moonflower

Moonflower short poem

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Oh my Moonflower!
I am collecting the carcasses
Of your love in my memoir.
When the rites are over
I shall find you across the island
Floating in a boat of garlands.
Trying to reach you in the other land
Is catching light in the palm of my hand.
When I was near you I felt the earth and sea
Moving in oneness towards the core of love
And all the beings merely followed the wind.

Oh my Moonflower!
I am collecting the carcasses
Of your love in my memoir.
Before you left me to the harsh world
I was hiding in the maternal womb
Away from the taste of loneliness.
Since that is been snatched away
I am a seeker for a ghostly affection.
Every gliding thought brings you by
But the next takes you away by miles.
I have seen kites fly high and colors smell love.

Oh my Moonflower!
I am collecting the carcasses
Of your love in my memoir.
I am a keeper and a believer
And I loved and believed in you.
But you lied and left with the God
And now you are a part of him.
So gentle was the touch of death
That posthumous I learned to live.
So you were the Moonflower that
Blossom each night in my garden and I wonder……!

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if you and I were walking on a beach, you may prefer being mesmerized by the horizon while I choose to inspect introspectively the foot trails I leave behind!
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